Intro Lyrics - Shyne

Dear America 

I'm only what you made me 

Young, black and fuckin' crazy 

Please save me 

I'm dyin' inside 

Can't you see it in my eyes? 

I'm hopeless, fearless on the outside 

Gun on my side 

Shit, maybe if y'all niggas build schools instead of prison 

I'll stop livin' the way I'm livin', probably not 

I'm so used to servin' rocks and burnin' blocks 

I ain't never gonna stop 

Been doin' this shit all my life 

I'm a lost cause 

And what about the rest? 

Don't them suckers deserve a chance? 

Somethin' better than a shoot-outs, liquor stores and food stamps? 

Maybe if y'all teach them niggas a craft an' a trade 

They wouldn't have to play that corner 

Why'know what I mean? Servin' that yay 

America, you got a fuckin' problem 

An' I ain't never goin' away 

There's about 20 million other muthafuckers just like me 

Preparations is through, y'all gonna pay